Five weeks until Molli's wedding! I made the first batch of 48 mini-quiches to freeze. Only 9 more batches.

I was working on the guest list and Ray was getting ready to leave when my cell phone rang. I often get poor service at home on my cell phone, so I encourage people to call me at home if they call on the cell. It was my Dad and he said he didn't feel well, but it wasn't a very good connection. I called him back from the house phone right away. He wanted me to come get him and (I thought) take him to the emergency room. It was a little scary. I didn't ask him for details because I thought we should go as soon as possible. Ray grabbed some leftovers for lunch and we headed over. It takes a good 20 minutes and it was hard not to be nervous.

He came right out when we got there and Ray went to take a bus to his office. He said he just wanted to go to my house. He had felt strange while eating his breakfast and now he felt weak. Then he remembered that he had run out of blood pressure pills and hadn't taken them for a few days. So we went to the drug store and got the prescription filled and he took one as soon as we got to my house. He drank some green tea. He checked his email and looked at the garden and seemed fine to me. He decided to lie down for a while. At lunch, he wanted canned chicken soup and toast. He wondered aloud if the blood pressured medication could be taking effect already and I said maybe. He felt better.

I took him home after lunch and mailed an invitation to England. I bought a few things at Earth Fare, like yogurt and bananas. Then I went to pick Soli up from school. It was 2:45 and he said he had been waiting for me 15 minutes. I apologized and he said it was okay. He ate a cookie from the cookie jar in the car. We played War and Save the Whales and he ate a banana, a quarter of a melon, and 3 nut cookies. And he watched one half hour of TV: Arthur.

Cori picked Ray up at Hendershot's after she got Adah from school and Soli and I started for the pigs before she got home. I fed the pigs and then remembered my Dad had called to say we needed to pick up the scraps from Porterhouse. I really didn't want to do it--driving all the way into town after making Ray take the bus home, for one thing. When I went in, they asked me if I had any buckets. I guess they are in Captain's car. I will remind him to take them by today, assuming he is feeling fine. They gave us two heavy buckets of good-looking stuff. Andy, the owner, was there, and he said, "we're going to get some barbecue out of this, right?" I need to send some cookies to Mike, the cook.

Ray and I had frittata for supper, the first we have had with the new season's eggs. Delicious--with onion and red pepper and potato. And some broccoli from the freezer. Time to eat everything that is in there from last year. 

We watched more TV than usual--2 of our regular game shows, plus a lot of the Academy Awards we had recorded the night before. It was still too much for one night and we'll finish it some other time. Slept well.